When your laptop over-heats and dies and demolishes your words right before your eyes. I wish I had a photographic memory.

When you have the sudden urge to write (it’s like being desperate for a wee)- nobody understands your compulsion to write unless they have been in the same situation (and as an eighteen year old, not many of my friends understand this craving).

When you highlight all of your work to change the font or make it bold and you delete all of your fucking work. And yes, that has just happened to me. And yes, this is the reason why I’ve just written this post.